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STRANGE MACHINE

A webcomic without art:


A digest-sized page, quartered to provide four equal-sized panels.


Pic 1:
A WOMAN facing us, in head-and-shoulders shot. Her hair is a wild tangle of plastic cables and links, lengths of fused-together glowsticks and plastic chains. Red for the glowstick pieces, the plastic being black or white. The coloured part of her eyes are thick and red -- same red as the glowsticks. Skin white as a kitchen appliance, silvered teeth, red lips. Silvered industrial-looking bolts in each ear, rows of them.

Dominant colours for the piece are therefore black, white, red and silver.

When we pull back next panel, we'll see that she's wearing a high-collared tooled black leather sleeveless tunic.



WOMAN:
No, there's a body garage off Wardour Street now.

WOMAN:
I was waiting a year for the gear to come
here from Brazil. Modmod's big over there.


Pic 2;
Close-up on one of her eyes: inscribed in the red circle around the iris are the words CASIO 16 MEGAPIXEL 48X ZOOM.


WOMAN:
Modular modification.

WOMAN:
Did you see my new eyes? Casio have been
making digicams longer than anybody.


Pic 3;
Pull back: and we locate her sitting facing us at a metal barroom table, and now we see the decorated linkages at her shoulders, elbows and wrists -- like she could screw her arms off if she wanted to. A glass of something clear with a bent straw in it sits in front of her. Ambient sense of being inside a bar in the background.


WOMAN:
No, I'm all modular now. Everything
comes off and switches out.

WOMAN:
I have three different hearts at home; one for sex,
one for Saturday nights and one for formal wear.

WOMAN:
I can timestamp my poo.


Pic 4:
Okay, so we the camera are sitting in front of her. She leans over and looks down and to the side of us a little, laughing. She's opened up the front of her tunic and is pushing the straw into a plug in her chest.


WOMAN
Something on your leg? Oh, that's just my womb.

WOMAN:
Look at her little legs. Sweet.

WOMAN:
God, my lungs are dry.



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